Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
“I don’t know. Is that . . . is that a plug in Brody’s ass? And why does his ass look pink?”
“He’s plugged because I’m going to fuck his ass. And his ass is red because he got a spanking.”
“What? Why?”
He turned to her, wishing he didn’t have a hard-on for this conversation. “I felt so awful that you were anxious and that you hurt yourself. I should have been with you, distracting you.”
“You were busy.”
“I wasn’t doing anything important. Nothing is more important than you. Forgive me?”
“Of course.”
He knew she would. She was always so forgiving.
“But I’m sad I missed the spanking. Could I watch you guys? I just think it wouldbereallyhot.” She said the last part so quickly it took him a moment to work out what she said.
The Fox looked down at him. “What do you say, Pup? How would you feel about an audience?”
He glanced down at his dick. “He’s excited by the idea.”
“Aww, twiggy, you like the idea of me watching the Fox take your owner’s ass?” she asked his dick.
“Don’t talk to him,” Brody groaned. “Or call him twiggy. And I’m not his owner.”
“No,” the Fox said. “I am.”
Fuck. His dick liked that idea a bit too much.
“Now, why don’t we all go to the bedroom where it’s more comfortable? We can get you settled in, Bunny, so you can enjoy the show.”
34
Brody sucked in a breath as the Fox ordered him to kneel next to the bed. Autumn was already getting comfortable on the bed.
Was she really okay with this?
When he glanced over at her, she was watching with a rapt expression on her face.
Seemed that she was more than okay with it.
“Open up your mouth, Pup. Get me ready. As you can see, Bunny. I’ve already plugged our boy.”
“So hot,” she whispered.
Brody opened his mouth, letting the Fox slide his dick between his lips. A feeling of rightness came over him as the Fox drove himself in and out of his mouth.
He submitted, drifted.
“Good boy. Just stay still. That’s it. Let go.”
When the Fox drew his dick out of Brody’s mouth, he whimpered.
More. He wanted more.
“Get on the bed on your hands and knees. Time for me to take this ass.”
The Fox grabbed him as he stood, drawing him in for a kiss as he pumped Brody’s dick. Brody groaned. And he heard an echoing moan coming from Autumn.
It felt so good.
“Move.” The Fox turned him, slapping his ass.
Brody got into position on his hands and knees.
The Fox got onto the bed behind him. “Lean down. Chest against the mattress.”
He knew his ass was on display, but he didn’t care. All he wanted was to feel the Fox taking him. To know he was his.
“You have a tattoo, Daddy. That’s so sexy.”
“Hmm, I got it while doing some recon.” The Fox wiggled the butt plug and Brody groaned. It felt so good.
“Whoa, that’s a big plug,” Autumn commented as the Fox drew it out. “I didn’t know something that huge could fit in a person’s ass. Brody’s butt must be a Tardis.”
She didn’t just say that. He buried his face in the bedding, trying to calm himself.
“Shit. I shouldn’t have said that, should I? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to ruin anything!”
Oh no. He didn’t want her to feel like she’d done anything wrong. He shot his head up as she scrambled back and fell off the end of the bed. They both moved, staring down at her. The Fox flung the plug away. He’d need to find that later.
“Sweetie, are you hurt?” Brody asked.
“My butt is.”
“Let me see.” The Fox jumped off the bed and picked her up. He set her on her feet by the bed. “Bend over.”
“No, no, it’s not that bad! I was just startled. Besides, my butt is a drama queen.” She gave the Fox an alarmed look. Before her nap, she’d managed to convince him to take most of the bandage off her finger. She was probably worried she was going to end up with a bandaged butt.
Brody wanted to laugh again, but held back since he didn’t think either of them would understand.
“I need to make sure you’re unharmed. I can’t stand the idea of you being hurt.”
Reaching up, she patted the Fox’s chest. “Aww, thanks, Foxy. You’re so sweet.”
“Tutu, come here.” Brody held out his hand
But she shook her head, stepping back.
“Bunny,” the Fox said warningly. “Go to Brody.”
“I should leave. Then the two of you can get to the Hubba-bubba part.”
“Isn’t that a chewing gum?” the Fox asked.
“I think she means Hubba-hubba,” Brody said.
“Ahh, hiding the sausage. Yes. I’d like to get back to that part. But first . . .” The Fox turned to her. “Why were you moving away? You need to be aware of your surroundings. You hurt yourself. I won’t have that. Do I need to bring your crib up here?”